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TV’s Frink said:

Possessed said:

TV’s Frink said:

Possessed said:

She could have just deleted her profile

Unless I don’t understand what this means (I don’t Facebook), why on earth would she do that?

Many people feel facebook is addictive and takes up too much time so they delete their profile to stop themselves from using it. But seeing as the entire profile can be brought back in a few clicks, any attack against your usage of facebook would be a useless venture, no matter what technical data you’ve obtained.

I have no idea what you are trying to say. She blocked him from viewing her page. What makes you think she’s addicted to Facebook and wants to get away from it?

Possessed thinks that maybe the reason Duracell can’t view her page is because she deleted it, not because she blocked him (which he thinks might not have happened). He also thinks the deleting of the profile is unrelated to Duracell.

Oh, that makes more sense. But wouldn’t DE get a message saying he’s blocked? I doubt the message is the same for the two situations.

Can’t say for sure, I’ve never been blocked before (as far as I know).

DuracellEnergizer said:

Emotional turmoil

/əˈmōSH(ə)n(ə)l ˈtərˌmoil/

noun

Learning that the unrequited love of your life is married, has children, and is a semi-professional writer, knowing that you’re happy for her, but realizing now more than ever that she is the perfect woman for you and utterly beyond your ability to obtain.

I’ve disclosed I’ve had some of this sort of thing myself.
Things to remind yourself. Loving someone and falling in love with someone are not the same thing.
The falling in love bit is a chemical biological response. It’s sort of like going a bit mad (note how insanity is a feature of many a love story and love song lyric/poem).
It will get better and it has very little to do with actual life expectations. The sheer number of heterosexual females that would be attracted to you and your own preferences must intersect with a significance that despite your current feelings you must accept rationally. Pure mathematical probability right?
Then comes your proclamation (doubtlessly heart felt) that this lady is the perfect woman for you.
Well that’s clearly not true. She is married with children and a career. Her becoming yours would be devastatingly traumatic for her and as someone who clearly likes her would be unpleasant to experience as you would see yourself as the origin of that disruption. You clearly admire much about her but she isn’t perfect for you. Someone else out there is. It’s a mathematical certainty.
It’s really difficult to remain rational when there is all that chemical stuff happening in your brain.
I recommend forcing yourself out and about, I recommend physical exercise, I recommend going to the Doctor and asking if there is something you are comfortable doing that might calm down those chemically triggered emotions (even if it’s just a really good relaxation group and not a tablet or three).
Finally find a human being who can talk to you with a voice and not just text.
Nothing beats peer support.
Your experience is unique to you but not unique in the world. Men have a terrible record about not actually talking about their feelings.
It will get better no matter how it feels now.

TV’s Frink said:

Oh, that makes more sense. But wouldn’t DE get a message saying he’s blocked? I doubt the message is the same for the two situations.

No, if you are blocked it acts as if they deleted their page so that you don’t know. Facebook doesn’t want you to know the person blocked you, for privacy and such.

The only way to tell the difference between the two is if you’ve had a private conversation with them. When you open that thread, you can’t reply in either case. But if they blocked you you can still see their profile picture. If they just deleted their page it’s a blank spot. I’ve only been blocked once, by someone who was caught stealing from wal Mart. (I’m a manager at Wal-Mart). Like I would continue associating with them anyway.

Alright then.

Bingowings said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

Emotional turmoil

/əˈmōSH(ə)n(ə)l ˈtərˌmoil/

noun

Learning that the unrequited love of your life is married, has children, and is a semi-professional writer, knowing that you’re happy for her, but realizing now more than ever that she is the perfect woman for you and utterly beyond your ability to obtain.

I’ve disclosed I’ve had some of this sort of thing myself.
Things to remind yourself. Loving someone and falling in love with someone are not the same thing.
The falling in love bit is a chemical biological response. It’s sort of like going a bit mad (note how insanity is a feature of many a love story and love song lyric/poem).
It will get better and it has very little to do with actual life expectations. The sheer number of heterosexual females that would be attracted to you and your own preferences must intersect with a significance that despite your current feelings you must accept rationally. Pure mathematical probability right?
Then comes your proclamation (doubtlessly heart felt) that this lady is the perfect woman for you.
Well that’s clearly not true. She is married with children and a career. Her becoming yours would be devastatingly traumatic for her and as someone who clearly likes her would be unpleasant to experience as you would see yourself as the origin of that disruption. You clearly admire much about her but she isn’t perfect for you. Someone else out there is. It’s a mathematical certainty.
It’s really difficult to remain rational when there is all that chemical stuff happening in your brain.
I recommend forcing yourself out and about, I recommend physical exercise, I recommend going to the Doctor and asking if there is something you are comfortable doing that might calm down those chemically triggered emotions (even if it’s just a really good relaxation group and not a tablet or three).
Finally find a human being who can talk to you with a voice and not just text.
Nothing beats peer support.
Your experience is unique to you but not unique in the world. Men have a terrible record about not actually talking about their feelings.
It will get better no matter how it feels now.

for once, I totally agree with Bingo, especially the bit about talking to someone. At one point in my life I needed to talk about my feelings to someone. But I didn’t. I kept them bundled up. It ended up terrible for. My life still hasn’t recovered fully from the consequences of keeping my feelings to myself instead of talking to someone. Don’t make the mistakes I made. Don’t let this become obsession, don’t keep your feelings bottled up. I’ve basically ruined my life. Don’t ruin yours.

If you’re able to post on an internet forum and you aren’t suffering a terminal illness, your life isn’t ruined.

Warbler said:

for once, I totally agree with Bingo, especially the bit about talking to someone. At one point in my life I needed to talk about my feelings to someone. But I didn’t. I kept them bundled up. It ended up terrible for. My life still hasn’t recovered fully from the consequences of keeping my feelings to myself instead of talking to someone.

Well, aside from my dumbshit parents and sister, I have no one to talk to, and I’m not going to bring this up with them; all they’d do is wag their finger at me, throw empty Bible quotes in my face, and/or make fun of my situation.

I really wish I hadn’t lost that psychiatrist’s number.

What’s wrong with talking to your sister?

My sister is a sociopathic bitch with the empathic capacity of a hyena.

At the risk of showing my signature haughtiness, you are currently using this here internet thing. Let your fingers do the walking to your search engine of choice and type in your locality and “men’s mental health services” or various combinations of the above.
And don’t rule out the Samaritans who despite their name are a faith neutral organisation. They will listen to you non-judgmentally and should be able to point you in the direction of peer support.
If you get stuck PM me and I will let my fingers do the walking for you. The tubby bitches could do with some exercise 😃
While we are on the subject of talking let’s not avoid the biggy.
When I was hospitalised with pneumonia I was plopped onto the respiratory ward. Way wayyyy off in a separate room we old wheezers would have our quality coughing time disturbed by the sound of a man crying out. Naturally I asked what was happening. I managed to get from one of the nurses that a young man in a similar situation to what Warb, myself and you have experienced had had enough and took his mum’s insulin pills.
One thing about the internet is you read forums like this one and people write stuff about how the prequels make them suicidal or how the want to kill themselves because a fan edit is taking too long.
On my way to having a camera shoved into my lung I was wheeled by the guy’s room. He was in his twenties, physically fit, conventionally attractive in normal circumstances but the nurses couldn’t keep the guy still enough to brush his hair or shave his chin. His muscles and tendons were in perpetual tension. He was covered in sweat and the human distress as be screamed touched my soul more than anything I’ve seen before or since.
Talking, it doesn’t solve everything but it does keep the light of life on long enough for the chemistry to change. If that guy had grabbed a phone instead of the wrong pills he would have a chance at a life with good days in it.
I don’t direct this at you in particular but at anyone reading this at any time. Talk about what is on your mind and listen when someone talks about pain.
Health is a road we wander up and down on. This includes mental health. If you find yourself in physical pain you go and tell someone and they help you deal with it. Emotional pain, mental pain, is the same thing.
Help is out there, seek it, use it get better and pass it on.

Got a coupon on Steam so I decided to gift it to one of my friends.
When I grabbed my phone to do ESCROW bullshit, I found out wifi isn’t working. Cables are but wifi- nope.
So what do I do?

I installed Bluestacks and they didn’t work.
So I installed a community-made desktop authenticator. Tried to connect my account - can’t have more than one authenticator. Must remove the phone from my account.

Can’t do it via phone, so I went to my PC steam and tried to remove it.

It asked me for a code.

A code I can only get - YOU GUESSED IT

ON THE FUCKING PHONE

Excellent system Gabe Newell I rate it 9/11

moviefreakedmind said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

Well, aside from my dumbshit parents and sister, I have no one to talk to, and I’m not going to bring this up with them; all they’d do is wag their finger at me, throw empty Bible quotes in my face, and/or make fun of my situation.

Your family could have easily thrown you out of the house and never talked to you again the second you turned 18. Be careful when bashing the people who provide for you.

I haven’t met any of your parents but in my opinion anything less than tolerance is bad parenting. Children don’t ask to be born. Yes is good to be respectful when possible but if a parent thinks their job finishes when their child reaches 18 it would probably have been better if they hadn’t started in the first place.
I don’t think in this instance someone who is suffering a crisis should seek assistance from the sort of person they have a low opinion of, regardless of if that low opinion is earned or not.

Possessed said:

If you’re able to post on an internet forum and you aren’t suffering a terminal illness, your life isn’t ruined.

ok, in ruins then.

Bingowings said:

Talking, it doesn’t solve everything but it does keep the light of life on long enough for the chemistry to change.

When I first started talking to my therapist, it made things a lot better. It really didn’t solve much. But, I felt better getting it off my chest. It was nice to have someone finally know what I was going through and show a little sympathy. I had put up a front that everything was fine, when really I was in heartache and depressed. It felt good talking with someone that knew I was feeling that way.

If that guy had grabbed a phone instead of the wrong pills he would have a chance at a life with good days in it.

Do you know whether or not the guy survived?

It sounds worse than “you’re on your own.”

moviefreakedmind said:

Your family could have easily thrown you out of the house and never talked to you again the second you turned 18. Be careful when bashing the people who provide for you.

Well, that’s probably what would happen if I were to tell them just what it is I think about their cultic religion.

If they are this bad, perhaps your long term goal should be to become self-sufficient and get away from them?

Warb, I have no idea if the poor kid is still alive physically but the nurse told me that there wasn’t much in the way of corrective therapy. His brain was damaged by the overdose. Physical therapy and surgery might have been able to stop some of his actions but in terms of the self it was just gone enough be beyond function but not still there enough to be restored.

It was truly horrific for me as a casual observer so heavens knows what his poor mother had to go through. It was her prescribed medication he used.
The thought of bringing a child into the world and they using something of yours to not quite kill themselves really puts anything the world throws at me into perspective.
You are a long time dead so you might as well give life a good go.

As for development, some children are probably fit to escape the nest at nine, some never, if you use an arbitrary age to say “job done” you are pretty awful as a parent. That it works for some is no excuse. If you decide to create a life you should be an available presence for the rest of your days (In my opinion which isn’t law or the last word on anything). Honour from children is not a given it needs to earned. It’s not an alchemical reaction of egg plus sperm.

Oh, that’s certainly the goal. I just don’t know if I make enough money monthly to live independently.